I envied the better life.

Preparatory, college, graduate bound.
All the chances, no choices
They own me

I was promised

One day this is yours
The forces that be resound
Work hard, no play
Make me proud
Don’t delay.
Marry a wife
And procreate

Always,

I feel as though every facet of my life is controlled.

I once desired this life.

A simple life
A happy home
A good wife

Because I hoped for something more than what I had.

I have status to uphold
Investments to make
Stocks to maintain
A family to honor
And fame to acquire
I am forced by so much power

They say
The global economy has expanded
The only chance to stay afloat
In this corporate pool
Is to cut wages
Increase output
Reduce buying
Raise sales
I have no choice, for it means my survival

I never knew

 

 

 

 

 

I feel lost.

What with this power I do.
Pains me.

I am not a buisnessman. I am only a WORKER.

I now desire anything but here.